Rebel....Summer 1980 ....Bemidji, MN
It was only through Dylan that he found Woody. There were early signs that the romance of the rail was strong in his mind and heart. At too young an age, he would walk the tracks near his childhood home, eating his lunch up under the bridges, pretending.
Music has always contributed to this very 'real' fantasy. And after coming of age, with similar adventures in mind, Dylan simply put poetry in motion. In his Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie, he contributes to the folklore, written as Woody lay dying in an old state hospital. So hard to let go, so important to keep going.
